I'm inside your head.

Sometime in the near past I had briefly, and rather poorly in my opinion, written about the very subject of writing. Today, however, I want to talk about the opposite end of things. The physical act of reading. We're the only species that reads. How weird is that? I mean, talk about an activity we all do every single day. Seriously, try and think of a day you didn't read anything. Not a road sign. Not the numbers on your phone. Not even the outside of a box of cereal. Nothing. I can't really come up with anything. Even when I was camping, I'm fairly certain I would glance at a watch or the words on somebodies shirt. I've had days I don't even go to the bathroom, but I don't think a day has passed, since acquiring the ability, that I didn't put somebodies words in my head

That is what you're doing, after all. I think it's the closest thing we have to telepathy. I mean, it's not perfect, but so what. I can leave my thoughts and ideas (written in my voice) somewhere, and anybody passing by will take them into their brain. Haha, I'm having idea-sex with your brain! You may have never actually heard the sound of my voice, but you still hear it spoken. Who's voice do you hear it in? Yours! But you didn't write that, I did! Maybe you've invented a voice for me.

I think I invent voices for people I've not met (which are very similar to mine) but if I know you, then there is a chance it's in your voice. Unless I'm reading something I really like. Then it might take on a voice of it's own. A passionate voice. Maybe I'm the only one that hears voices...

As much as I enjoy the issue of reading/writing, I'm hardly qualified to discuss it, and even I think the subject is only interesting for a couple paragraphs. Let's move on to something else.

Oh, so we had some capacitors exploding on our video cards in the lab this week. How sweet is that. We tried to get the company to give us a new one (for the one that had totally died on us) but they really promptly rejected our request. Now, usually, I believe you can get further with these people by being nice. Something about this rejection letter, however, really set me off. I will not post the letter I wrote here at this time, but it was pointy (something about "while i'm no video card manufacturer, having a total of 15 capacitors explode on 6 cards with successive serial numbers within the same week seems like a poor design"). Oh, and I didn't just send it to the dude who rejected me. I sent it to every company email address I could find. Within 5 minutes (it was in the wee hours of the morning, mind you) I got an email back from the president. After a short correspondence with him, he personally backed my warranty request. And not for just the one dysfunctional card either, but for all 6 that are getting kind of "explodey" with age. So hooray! 6 new video cards for our lab!

First I find out violence with food makes it taste better (that's called 'tenderizing', bunny) and NOW I know that acting bitchy at 3am makes people do what you want. I feel this is the start of a whole new chapter in my life!

These -> http://getbuckyballs.com/ are like the most fun I've had with a toy in years, and I had a slinky! The day I got them, I sat on my floor for 3 hours and played with them. The next day, I brought them into my office (full of physicists) and we all ended up sitting in a circle on the floor, playing with them, for like 1/2 an hour. Take into account, we had things to do. Some of us are trying to graduate, some of us had meetings to go to, but we had totally and completely reverted to a child-like "show and tell" session. I guess I could best describe them as physicist silly putty, but that hardly does it justice. Seriously, if you have 25 bucks to blow, pick some up. If nothing else, it's really fun to walk into a room full of physics students on a Tuesday morning and shout "Everyone! Gather in a circle! We're going to play with my balls!"

p.s. If you are interested, I think you can type in the code: GetBucked and receive 10% off. Alternatively, ThinkGeek sells them, and it might end up being cheaper to buy them there after shipping and such.

p.p.s. So, I'm not very good at photography. But I AM really good at breaking into old abandoned asylums, and photoshopping the crap out of what i find. Voila!